Track 7 of the album Wildflower Wednesdays · 2020
Nothing Left to Prove, Nothing to Hide
“A song about finally dropping the act. It's quiet and honest and I don't mind who hears it.”
indie folk · confessional folk · smooth indie folk · 3:01
Lyrics
There was a time I rehearsed every line Checked my face in the hallway glass Now I come as I am with my sleeves rolled up Letting the awkward moments pass You laugh at the same old jokes I tell You pour the tea without a word And I realise somewhere between the sugar and the spoon This is the best thing that I've heard Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Just the two of us on the porch side Mismatched mugs and a patient sky Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Take me as I come, hum along Not a perfect note, but it's the right song Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide We've been through the years of getting it right Through the years of getting it wrong Learned that the garden keeps on growing If you water it all day long So let the kettle sing its tune And let the evening settle slow We've got the whole of the afternoon And nowhere else to go Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Just the two of us on the porch side Mismatched mugs and a patient sky Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Take me as I come, hum along Not a perfect note, but it's the right song Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Some folks chase the shining thing Some folks chase the crowd We found the quiet in each other And we're laughing out loud Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Just the two of us on the porch side Mismatched mugs and a patient sky Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Take me as I come, hum along Not a perfect note, but it's the right song Nothing left to prove, nothing to hide Nothing to hide Just the two of us on the porch side